It’s safe to assume the title of Rae Morris’s debut album of airy pop refers to vulnerability rather than recklessness. Over its 12 tracks – co-produced in part by the ubiquitous Ariel Rechtshaid – Morris rarely gives the impression of someone prone to rash decisions, musical or otherwise, her meticulously crafted songs falling somewhere between the witchy kook of early Bat for Lashes (Skin, Do You Even Know?) and the wispy electronics of Ellie Goulding (Love Again). For the most part it’s the more delicate moments that suit her best, particularly on the pleasingly acerbic Cold and the lovelorn sigh of This Time, but overall the immaculate sheen smothers the emotional honesty.
